On the way back to the house (after mucking pastures) we stop by the guinea house to check food and water. Oh my, how these babies have grown! Like all of the babies we have raised....you just can't keep them young.
We are not the only ones that enjoy this break from the dog days of summer. The horses and ponies are so much more energetic...galloping around the pastures and kicking up their heels. This morning I am greeted by two hungry ponies at the pasture gate. After bringing them and the horses down to the barn for breakfast, we head up to feed the goats and chickens.Looking at our sweet goats I realize with a melancholy sigh that like our children it is impossible to keep them small. They grow up before their parents are ready. Our bucklings are adolescents and effects of puberty are quite evident. They have thick beards and proud horns. Their voices have deepened and they have started to show off for the doelings.....not so different from our own boys when they were teenagers. At least the goats will stay home...no worries of driving, or drinking, or mischievous pranks.
It is 7:30 AM and the morning chores are finished. As usual, the reward for a job well done is a big farm breakfast with fresh eggs from our hens.